The year of change

CHAPTER 2

"So what was Malfoy doing here? Did he bother you?" Ginny asked, totally ready to hex him.

"No, actually he suggested we stay out of each other's way this year And--" Hermione paused and looked at her friends," And he is Head Boy."

"WHAT?!" even though Ginny and Neville said it together you could mostly hear Ginny. Neville's face was terrified, while Ginny's was furious.

"Yeah, I know. I don't know how or why, but he is Head Boy."

"He's gonna kill me!", Neville shrieked while holding his toad Trevor near his heart as some sort of protection.

"Don't worry Neville, he's not gonna do anything to you! Not while Hermione is Head Girl and I'm right behind you to hex him if it's needed too!"

"That's right Neville, You’ve got us. You don't have to be worried. Besides, I don't think he will harm you."

"Geez, Hermione! We are talking about Malfoy here! You know the ex-Death Eater!"

"I know Ginny, but that's exactly why he won't do anything. I don't know how he got this position, but because of everything, he can't do anything that bad. I mean, I'm not saying he won't misuse his position for House points but other than that, I highly doubt it." said Hermione. She wasn't defending him, at least that's what she told herself, the other thing was if she believed that.

"I see what are you saying Hermione, but we still need to be careful." Ginny concluded the discussion while Neville just nodded in agreement.

They continued chatting about their summer, quidditch, and other small talk for the rest of their ride to Hogwarts.

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At the same time, Draco was sitting alone in an empty compartment. He was completely alone. He knew he could expect something like this, to be hated by his own House, but at least, he thought, he would have someone. That's one of the reasons why he appreciated being selected as Head Boy. He would do anything not to screw this up. He couldn't bare the thought of coming back to his old dormitories, well he was excited before, but after the war everything changed. His father was in Azkaban, his mother was depressed, their family was completely alienated from social life, and his fellow Slytherins didn't like him. People who he called his friends, seems they aren't his friends actually. Nobody called or sent a letter. Other people from his House were either terrified of him or despised him. Not to mention, some of them blamed him for Voldemort’s fall from power, and that is why it is better he has his own dormitories outside Slytherin, because you never know if someone would do something - it could be a small thing, like a prank or humiliation, or it could be something bigger and darker.

Suddenly, the compartment door opened, waking Draco from his thoughts and misery.

"What's up Drake?" asked the tall boy of darker skin and olive green eyes.

"What's up Blaise! Haven't seen or heard from you for the entire summer." said Malfoy going back to looking through a window.

"I know man, I'm sorry. You and I are in the same boat, but you also didn't try to contact me."

"I know, I know... Shouldn't blame you for the same shit I did. To be honest... I could have sent you a letter, but I didn't even try... I prefered the company of a bottle of whiskey."

"You and me both, mate." answered Blaise," You know, my entire house was under investigation."

"You too? Didn't know that..." Malfoy said, finally looking at his friend.

"Yup..."

"Blaise, do you...are you like the others? I mean, people either wish I was dead or that they do the deed themselves..."

"No Drake. I don't blame you. You should know me better than that. You know I don't give a shit about all that blood shit, never had never will. I just happen to be the son of a man who does have blood prejudices. I just don't care and Drake, if you need a friend, I will be your friend..."

"Okey, dokey... Enough of this cheezy bullshit!" Malfoy laughed.

"Now that's my Malfoy! Now, on less darker subjects: Granger got hot! Have you seen that ass? Where has she been hiding all those attributes?!"

"Ooo I know! She was completely wet this morning! I could see through her shirt!"

"Oh you lucky bastard! Not only did you see what’s forbidden, but you will also be seeing that a lot more since you will be living with her."

"haha, I highly doubt that, Blaise. I suggested to her that we stay away from each other."

"You bloody wanker! Why would you do that?!"

"I thought it was for the best, I just don't want to get killed.”

"True that mate!", Blaise smiled at that and took out wizard chess out of his designer bag," Are you up for a game or two?"
For the rest of the ride two friends played chess and, boys being boys, talked more about girls.